The son-in-law of Mr. Hachishaku

Chapter 265 Lilacs and Gooseberries and the Wild Hunt

Although Geralt wanted to know the whereabouts of his old friend as soon as possible, breaking into the military camp at night was a serious crime.

After waiting all night, he immediately went out with the griffin head at dawn.

Li Ang and Vesemir had breakfast leisurely at the hotel.

"After eating, it's almost time to set off."

The old demon hunter said: "I will buy some dry food for the road later."

Li Ang heard the implication: "It seems that the master does not intend to go with us."

Vesemir thought for a while and finally decided to tell the truth: "I have other things to do."

"The Nilfgaardians have crossed the Pontar River in the east and will reach Kaer Morhen in another week. I must go back before they arrive, hiding my tracks and covering the road."

"Your teacher should have told you where Kaer Morhen is, right?"

Li Ang nodded: "Of course, the headquarters of the Wolf School is the forgotten ancient sea fortress on the edge of the civilized world."

"Have you been there?" the old demon hunter asked curiously.

Li Ang shook his head: "No."

Vesemir raised his eyebrows after hearing this.

All witcher apprentices of the School of the Wolf are trained in Kaer Morhen, with few exceptions.

"If you have a chance, let Geralt take you to see it. It's a beautiful place."

As soon as the old demon hunter said that Cao Cao had arrived, Geralt opened the door and walked into the hotel.

But his face was not as happy as expected, but rather gloomy.

Li Ang knew the answer and asked, "You don't look very happy. Is it because you didn't have breakfast?"

Geralt sat down and explained: "The garrison commander tricked me. He knew that Yennefer and I were only one day away, but he had to wait until the gryphon was dead before he was willing to tell me. Time is so short. It was wasted.”

"However, he did pay the bounty for killing the gryphon."

With that said, the witcher took out a money bag: "I think this should belong to you."

Li Ang did not shirk. After receiving the money, he divided part of it and handed it back to Geralt: "This is your share. There is no credit but hard work."

Vesemir smiled and teased: "Being chased so far by a gryphon is indeed very hard."

Geralt looked a little confused and hurriedly changed the subject: "Yennefer is in Vizima. I have a few friends there, so..."

"what happened?"

Li Ang turned his head and looked out the window: "There are guests here, and there are quite a few of them. Do you smell it? There is also the smell of cloves and gooseberries."

Geralt and Vesemir both showed puzzled expressions.

The witcher's sense of smell is also very good, but why can't he smell anything?

"You'll know when you go out and take a look." Li Ang stood up and didn't forget to turn around and remind him before going out: "Mr. Bai Lang, please pay for the drink."

Geralt was confused: "Did I drink just now?"

Li Ang smiled maliciously and said, "It's true that you didn't drink, but Master Vesemir and I did drink yesterday. You said you'd treat me to a drink. Did you forget it so quickly?"

Geralt's eyes widened, it turned out that he was waiting for him.

The old demon hunter patted his disciple on the shoulder sympathetically: "You must do what you say."

Elsa had already picked up the tray and was waiting nearby.

Geralt had no choice but to take out the bounty that had not yet had time to warm up.

"Sorry to cost you money." Li Ang said without sincerity.

After settling the bill, the three of them walked out of the hotel with Elsa's welcome.

In the courtyard outside, dozens of heavily armed Nilfgaardian soldiers surrounded a beautiful sorceress.

She was wearing a gorgeous and revealing black and white dress, and her smooth white shoulders were exposed to the air. The violet eyes and curly black hair, as well as the star-shaped obsidian amulet around his neck, are impressive. The beauty mark under the corner of her mouth and facial features with elf blood add a bit of mystery to her.

She is one of the members of the Sorceresses' Coven: Yennefer of Vengerberg.

"I haven't seen you in two years, Geralt, and you look the same."

"Ye Ye? Why is it you?"

The reunion of old friends did not have the thunder and fire that one imagined, but instead had the dullness of an old couple. Geralt could still see some joy, but Yennefer's attitude was calm.

But if you look closely, you will find that the sorceress only has eyes for the white wolf.

Leon and Vesemir, plus the group of Nilfgaardian soldiers, became irrelevant backgrounds.

"I received news that there is a demon hunter here in White Orchard. He is asking around for my whereabouts. I knew it was you as soon as I heard about it."

Yennefer came to Geralt.

"I wanted to wait for you to come to me, but you know, I'm good at everything, but I don't have much patience."

"It's really nice to meet you, Geralt."

"I really want to hug you, but you probably haven't showered for a while, so..."

Geralt was actually a little at a loss: "Sorry, I didn't expect to meet you here. This is a little different from what I imagined."

Yennefer asked meaningfully: "Then what do you think?"

Vesemir then said: "He didn't expect that what Li Ang said was true, and that you actually had some cooperation with Nilfgaard."

"Don't get me wrong, Yennefer, I'm happy to see you too, but you should explain it properly."

At this moment, Yennefer finally noticed that in addition to the two demon hunters, there was also an outsider.

"Leon? It seems you have made a new friend, Geralt."

Geralt explained: "To be precise, he should be considered Ciri's friend."

Ye Naifa suddenly became interested and looked at Li Ang up and down with the eyes of a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.

Li Ang looked directly at her and smiled back: "Good day, madam."

"Good day." Yennefer looked away, and then said to White Wolf: "The reason why I asked you to come is also related to Ciri. Get on your horse first, and I will explain it to you carefully on the way."

Geralt couldn't help complaining: "Going to Vizima? Why are you in such a hurry? I have been riding for six months to find you. Can't I stop and take a breath?"

The white wolf's resentful tone was like a puppy abandoned by its owner.

Ye Naifa didn't show any mercy and refused directly: "No, it really can't."

"Someone is waiting for you, and it's best that someone else has been waiting for you for too long."

When the sorceress said this, Leon had already taken Toret out of the stable.

"I suggest you leave the questions on the road and ask them, is that okay, everyone?"

"I like this proposal." Yennefer agreed: "I want to hide behind the high walls of the city as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

Due to the outbreak of the Third Northern War, the situation on the mainland was turbulent. Some rulers issued severe policies to persecute spellcasters, and many warlocks were even burned at the stake. Even the relatively open Nilfgaard has implemented strict surveillance on the caster class and restricted the scope of their activities.

The attitude of the people towards spell casters is also not optimistic. This group of ignorant people with low cognitive level dare to provoke even the fierce demon hunters at will, let alone the seemingly weak and powerless spell casters.

Yennefer is a person who cherishes his life most of the time. Compared with the countryside, the city feels safer.

The sorceresses all spoke, and Geralt had to prepare his horse. When ready, Vesemir set off back to Kaer Morhen, while the three of them, escorted by Nilfgaardian soldiers, rushed to Vizima, the former capital of Temeria.

Vizima is not particularly far from White Orchard, but it is not close either. It takes almost ten hours to ride a horse.

Li Ang and the other three set out in the morning, and it was not until night that they could vaguely see the outline of the city.

On the way, Yennefer explained a lot to Geralt.

The person who wants to see Geralt is the Emperor of Nilfgaard and Ciri's biological father: Emhyr Emres.

As a ruthless ruler who has repeatedly initiated wars, he is not used to waiting for others. As a result, Geralt and Yennefer, old friends, didn't even have time to reminisce about the past.

Emperor Emres wanted to see Geralt because he was looking for Ciri.

Because of this, Yennefer chose to cooperate with Nilfgaard. Otherwise, with her character, it would be difficult to instruct her even if the Creator came, let alone the leader of a country.

Geralt was relieved to understand the reason. He originally thought that the sorceress was under some kind of coercion.

Once he felt relaxed, he couldn't help but talk about his thoughts: "By the way, I dreamed about you recently."

Ye Naifa deserves to be the person who knows White Wolf best, and said bluntly: "You... probably had an erotic dream."

Geralt admitted openly: "In the beginning it was indeed."

Li Ang, who followed the two of them silently, originally did not intend to be a lightbulb that disturbed the scenery, but something happened around him.

"Let's pause the heart-to-heart talk for now, we have guests arriving."

A strange and strange wind suddenly raged around, accompanied by terrifying screams. The horses became restless and flakes of snow fell from the clear night sky. The temperature dropped sharply, and the chilly thick fog rushed towards everyone at an extremely fast speed.

In the mist, there is a group of nightmarish ghost knights.

They rode skeletal horses, wore rotten armor, and wore rotten cloaks.

Under the deathly gray mask is pale skin.

His eyes were burning with will-o'-the-wisps, like those of a dead man.

Dozens of black hounds with frost on their bodies accompanied them, constantly making shuddering roars.

They are ominous signs and symbols of disaster.

Wild Hunt.

Over the centuries, it has been common for the Wild Hunt Knights to abduct humans.

Most of them will disappear without a trace, and only a small number of lucky ones will be thrown back to their original world after the vicissitudes of life, but what comes back is only an empty body.

Yennefer was kidnapped for some reason, and Geralt brought her back at the cost of joining the Wild Hunt.

Later, the Wild Hunt abandoned Geralt, and he lost all his memory.

Although their memories were finally recovered and Yennefer was safe, the horror of the Wild Hunt was still deeply imprinted in their minds.

Therefore, the first reaction of the two of them when they saw the Ghost Knight was not to stop resisting, but to run, the faster the better.

"Go quickly, don't stop, we will be safe when we reach the city!"

Yennefer reminded Leon and the Nilfgaardian soldiers loudly.

What she fears most is that Leo, a newborn calf, is not afraid of tigers and chooses to stop attacking and hunt wildly, which makes it easy for her and Geralt to get involved.

It can only be said that the sorceress's premonition was very accurate.

"Remember, you owe me a favor."

After saying that, Li Ang, who was riding on the back of the spirit horse, suddenly spread his dark wings, soared quickly, and transformed into a huge demonic dragon tens of meters long under the witness of the bright full moon.

After hovering in the air for several times, he folded his wings and fell rapidly.

The moment it was about to touch the earth, its wings expanded again and whipped up a fierce wind, instantly blowing away the raging cold mist.

At the same time, he opened his bloody mouth, and the surging black-red flames formed a vortex, covering the ghost knights and their hounds.

The earth is burning, limbs are melting, and souls are wailing.

Thick black smoke surged into the sky, and a rotten and burnt stench penetrated everyone's noses.

The Nilfgaardian soldier tried to hold back his cough, but his stomach was churning.

Yennefer's face didn't look very good either, but she still stared intently at Li Ang's black dragon body covered in moonlight.

But this has nothing to do with love.

As we all know, dragons are treasures. Dragon tears, dragon blood and dragon teeth are extremely precious alchemical raw materials that can be made into elixirs, longevity elixirs and cosmetics.

So the sorceress was just greedy for Li Ang's body.

Geralt also knew Yennefer very well and could tell what she was thinking at a glance, so he hurriedly said:

"Keep your wits about you, Ye, we can't beat him."

"Okay." Yennefer's mood instantly dropped.

When the flames extinguished and the smoke dispersed, only a few pools of strange red-hot molten iron remained in the mess. As for the Wild Hunt and their hounds, it seemed they had never appeared.

Li Ang calmly returned to his human form and landed back on his horse.

"Let's go on, everyone, it's getting late."

The Nilfgaardian soldiers, like frightened birds, subconsciously drew their weapons when they saw him approaching.

As a result, with just one glance from Li Ang, the horse under the soldier's crotch went crazy, twisting its body wildly and throwing them all off the horse.

"It seems that you have to rely on yourselves for the rest of the journey."

Li Ang gloated.

Seeing this, Geralt silently labeled Leon.

This person...this dragon is somewhat petty.

Ye Naifa agreed with Li Ang's approach: "Remember to think carefully before drawing your sword next time."

The Nilfgaardian soldiers did not dare to make any mistakes, and obediently put away their imperial arrogance and ran after the horses of the three men.

Fortunately, Vizima is close at hand, otherwise he would have died of exhaustion.

As they were about to enter the city, Geralt suddenly thought of a question. This encounter with the Wild Hunt was less like an accident and more like a premeditation.

But when he asked Yennefer, Yennefer became the Riddler again. I had to meet the emperor before I was willing to tell him.

Geralt, who really wanted to know the inside story, thought of the "all-knowing" Leon.

Unexpectedly, Li Ang's answer was: "She must have her own way of doing this. Anyway, she will explain it to you sooner or later."

"Just like I didn't tell you, even if you don't do anything, Yennefer will still come to White Orchard to find you."

"Oh, by the way, remember to give this back to her."

Li Ang said, taking out the crystal crow skull.

"Huh?" Geralt looked confused.

He now feels that Li Ang is not only narrow-minded, but his brain may also be different from normal people.

Xili is not kind to others!

(End of this chapter)